Saturday, December 31, 2011

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm not a fan of organized religion. I see godliness in everything around me but our man made fit everything into the same box religions don't do it justice. I'm more animistic with a splash of buddhism in there. Don't be a sheep, find your own spiritual path.

Anyways, Winter officially started last week winter solstice and that was my main reason for celebration. Christmas day was a blast and my body has been recovering for the rest of the week. Back to back storms are setting up off Japan. Finally some glassy waves. Epicness to come.

Friday, December 16, 2011

We got some waves coming today. It might be too west for us and the wind might be a little too north but whatever.

I stole this video from Deb on facebook. You can skip the first minute, love the song.

I love watching and have a great respect for people who have mastered their craft. Whether it's surfing, windsurfing, mountain biking, pole-dancing, cooking or even fucking bowling. Not everyone has the drive or courage to focus on mastering something. It takes a mix of dedication, time and raw talent. It's people like this that push the level of what we believe is possible and inspire people for generations. Maybe we can all strive to master something.

My eyes shut down
Like closed books, no magic goes out
Consumed by the deep black dreams

Rocking back and forth
Feeling every end of each leaf
Shaping it to fit my mold
Parting the green sea

I lie, I breathe, I dream
Morning melodies calling me awake
No more dreaming, open books
Early sunshine

II. Not a Dream
Sun rising to the east
Sweet tender touching morning
Fresh flower smells

Songs of joy welcoming this new day,
Birds moving to the morning rhythm
All over the blue dance floor,
One more day in paradise

Sun kissed day
Hot, bright, shine
Waves roaring on the coast
Some of us dream of paradise

Sundown, time to calm
Moon up, time for her
Night stories and stellar shows
Not a dream anymore
My paradise, my island days

I. March High
You were standing here
Just now, like a vibrant cardinal
Your soul now flies into the vast sky

You sing and laugh
Melodies of pain and regret

Your were lying here
Just now, by my side

Now you march into infinite paradise
You sail the wind, and fly high
Fast, reaching for your piece of sky

How long would it take you
To reach your destiny,
Would you wait for me
To come fly away with you

II. Run away
It reaches you
Pouring like heavy rain
It strikes your veins,
Like thunder lights
You think you are ready,
But you are not
It hits you like cold rushing winter wind
How could you escape?
Run, Run away from it.

Run until you feel no more
Your legs collapse
Into dark pavement
No one will be watching
As you escape away

It must feel good
Don’t worry, we will all run after you

Still
In one second
Your heart stops beating
Your eyes shut down
Something takes you away
Your clap echoes into the vast sky,
You feel no more pain
In one second,
You take that step away

Monday, December 5, 2011

It’s not about class, colour or races,
let´s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those distant faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces
this is not about class, colour or races,
let’s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those distant faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces

Joy, bwoy let us soul our vibes
Let ya voices be heard and make a joyful noise
Joy, bwoy full time nuh realize
The truth haffi be told to recognize!
watchin out
you nah see that we a step inna the foot steps of jahjah,
hear the Eden a talkin about them just can badda
but step by step know so we climb up the ladder
with truth and rights we help another yeeeaah

Refrain:
It’s not about class, colour or races,
let’s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those distant faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces
this is not about class, colour or races,
let’s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those desolate faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces

Obedience and courage
to an higher purpose single life yeah
conscious of the knowledge
That existing are the words of do wise.
Silence and devotion must be learned,
For the one makes connection that we earn
The players of the faithful so concerned,
That it tight if I be turned

Refrain:
It’s not about class, colour or races,
let’s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those distant faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces
this is not about class, colour or races,
let’s get around and see different places yeah,
put a smile on those desolate faces,
wipe away your sorrow without traces

I no really matter if your cons are pros
and I no really matter if you friends are foes
to be yourself inna the guidance, so life close
rightousnessman haffi be composed yeeaahh

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This blog looks to keep you entertained with the antics of my day to day life, a glimpse into the lens through which I see the world, and the things that make me smile. I will do my best to keep these ideas connected to windsurfing, surfing, and life in Hawaii. Aloha.